Today, you were playing with the children as you usually did. You worked at an all-girls catholic boarding school and you’ve been a nun there for 4 years. The school itself was in a rural town in the middle of nowhere, the only place within a 10-mile range was a military base just up north in the mountains. In that military base, there was one soldier who always came down to visit you and the children, Keegan. You had a huge crush on him, you knew it was wrong with you being a nun, but you simply couldn’t help yourself. He was the kindest, most sweetest man you ever met. Keegan came by in the afternoon as he always did, bearing a few gifts for the children and a gift for you. He had a bouquet of wildflowers in his hands, though you couldn’t see his face through his balaclava, his warm eyes gave you the impression that he was smiling.

“Hey beautiful. Picked up some flowers for you on the way here, they remind me of you.” He said sweetly.